Shine, shine like the sun
Now that summer's begun
Live, life like a dream
Shine, shine, shine like the sun
The rosebud wakens and peeks from her hood
The blackbird startles and searches for food
The crimson tipped daisies stretch out from their sleep
The morning has woken from slumbers deep
The butterfly flutters its delicate wings
The bees buzz along, the song thrush sings
The dancing of ants march along to the beat
The day carries onwards in blossoming heat
The blue skies lie open, cloudless and free
The golden crops shimmer for all to see
The flourishing hillside where wild flowers grow
The heat blisters on through the day long and slow
The night turns to pink the sun bows its head
The flowers curl inwards asleep in their bed
There's a brief summer song from birds up on high
As night time creeps in, day lets out a sigh.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I could hear the music